Would you rather...
Lose your hearing for the rest of your life or give up beer?

I would rather give up beer. I like beer. It is deeply ingrained in my ancestral DNA. But to never hear music again? NO. And no, hearing it inside my head from memory is not good enough.

Definitely a hard choice. Can't imagine not being able to rock out. But beer? They go hand in hand, those two.
I figure that since I usually start yelling along to the rock music after enough beers, at least I won't have to hear it.

I actually know people who would rather listen to talk radio than music. Sad bastards.
Or, angry, rather.

The "would you rathers" of life are best framed by the "would you rather nots" of life. Or vice versa. Or a verse vices. Depending on the mood and the official, psychophamacological Thirsty Drunk Fucked-Uppitude Index of the transient mind in question.

For example, a classic "would you rather" dilemma might involve something as unpleasant as sniffing Trump's tighty-whitey undergarments paired against the mundane prospects of one's own future.

But in the ponderant shape of an ever changing reality, there is only one line of inquiry:

The "would you rathers" of life are best framed by the "would you rather nots" of life. Or vice versa. Or a verse vices...
...in the ponderant shape of an ever changing reality, there is only one line of inquiry:

Would you rather...
Lose your hearing for the rest of your life or give up beer?

I would rather give up beer. I like beer. It is deeply ingrained in my ancestral DNA. But to never hear music again? NO. And no, hearing it inside my head from memory is not good enough.

Definitely a hard choice. Can't imagine not being able to rock out. But beer? They go hand in hand, those two.
I figure that since I usually start yelling along to the rock music after enough beers, at least I won't have to hear it.

I actually know people who would rather listen to talk radio than music. Sad bastards.
Or, angry, rather.

You peoples are crazy!

Found myself in the Matrix and took the red pill. Now I want the blue pill and my bottle and leave me alone.